Is it really that bad being a sore loser? I mean,
you try to be victorious and when you lose, it hurts so badly, you end up
stressing out and snapping out. Well, maybe not that bad. I tend to get a tad
emotional about it. I think it makes you a more intense and passionate person.
The chill of the brisk
winds are tearing through my thin flannel shirt. This is “sick” weather. I
didn’t wear a cap today, well not a winter cap fit for the weather. As I wonder
about being a loser, I look at the possible ills, which could’ve occurred at my
place of employment because I’m continuously trying to teach and re-teach
adults how to do their jobs. A woman who has spent the last few years being
victimized by her, then, husband asked us for help keeping him away from her. Well,
he came up to the facility and approached her. She was terrified. The husband
was known for threatening with weapons (firearms).
It was horrible hearing
and seeing the fear she has for this man. What can I do to let my staff understand
the severity of this issue? I think they aren’t serious about their jobs and
only sees the time when they clock out for the evening.
Sorry, just venting…
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